I've been doing a lot of thinking lately, mostly since I've been so damned caught up in things that it's about all I have time for. Been wondering if I should/shouldn't be involved in some things, or if I should even care anymore. I mean, I'm kind of a full time student with more on my plate than obligatory stuff that, in the end, amounts to a hill of beans. I've been taking a look at myself, at my life, and starting to wonder just what the hell am I doing? So much on my mind that a lot of things are hard to justify. I feel like I've lost sight of why some things are fun and got bogged down in just hating them for being there. I don't know myself anymore. Some of the thoughts and things going on feel like they belong to someone else. I feel distant from things, like I'm there, part of it...but I just don't care. I keep asking myself "What's the point? Why am I bothering?" I guess it's just me thinking too hard, but all the same, one has to wonder, you know? Some things've got to change, I guess, though I don't quite want them to.

Oh well...Guess it's just a thing right now. It'll pass, in time.